He was about to say something about how he didn't know Kovacs even had a mind to have things on in the first place, when Bobbie got there first. The shame was even sharper than the irritation had been, and it knit in his brows as he gave a huff, glancing away.

"Yeah, yeah, I'll get out of your damn way." It wasn't clear whether he was talking to Kovacs, or Bobbie, or both, but there was a hunch to his shoulders that wasn't there before.

"Don't get your arms stuck in a door, unicorn," he muttered, slipping between them to keep walking down the hall.